Big Butt

So, Peter comes up to me the other morning while I am getting ready for work, pats my butt and says “man, your butt is getting big!” I then give him the mother of all death glares and he says “what?? I like it!” I went on to say I don’t give a crap if you love it, do not say anything else like that for the next year, do you understand? I do NOT want your running commentary on how big my boobs, butt and belly are getting. Previously, he had called my new went-up-two-cup-sizes boobs, perfect, porn star boobs. Awesome. Not only do I feel like crap, Peter thinks I look like a porn star. Me and my porn star boobs finally got around to going bra shopping a couple of days ago and what fun that was. I previously thought the bra alphabet stopped at the letter D-boy was I wrong. I ended up going home with the lovely letter E. Before I was pregnant, I dreamed of the big boobs and eating whatever I wanted and how great it would all be. I thought how nice it will be to not care about my weight for once in my life! I have also always thought that every single pregnant woman I have ever seen looks stunningly beautiful. I never used to look at pregnant women and say gee, her butt is huge! So why do I think these things about myself now? Why can’t I see what Peter sees and instead I just feel like a whale? Whatever the reason, I better get over it soon, because I have 24 weeks to go and I have already gained 18 pounds!!